Wednesday, April 11, 2012

A Different Wind

Part 3

     In these chain of events somehow I processed that I could not change what she was going through but I could adjust to her situation.
         When mom came home from her treatments we would greet her with hugs and kisses. She would be too tired to see our homework or ask us how our day was but I understood .I posted my report cards on the refrigerator every quarter and she would take them off and save them in a vanilla folder .She did not talk much, but her actions reassured me she cared.  As time progressed mom would go to the doctor’s office less and less. After awhile she was back to normal and it was weird but exciting to see the old her. Doctors said all her cancer was gone.

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